The Drake

Drum Circle

I CAST MY CLOUSER out on a sinking-head, counted to ten, then started a fast retrieve. Halfway back to the boat, the line stopped, a strip-strike followed, and my backing was soon flowing out through the guides…

Question: Where was I? Striper fishing the Northeast? Chasing jacks in the Keys? Peacock bass in Brazil? The answer is likely one of the last places you’d guess: Cleveland, Ohio. And the fish would likewise be far down your list, if on it at all: freshwater drum.

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